57: Chapter 57 Qin Shuang is about to make her move.

Jiang Jing looked at the newly acquired lottery chances, feeling quite good.

However, Jiang Jing decided to save them for now, as he didn't seem to be lacking anything at the moment.

In the afternoon, Jiang Jing left Li Xue's room and went to the underground garage, opening the door to take a look.

Sure enough, there was an exquisite folder inside, containing equity certificates and relevant legal documents, all stamped with the official seal of Tencent Group, authentic and valid.

When Jiang Jing dialed Jiang Yan's number, she was in the cloakroom of Manor No. 1, organizing Jiang Jing's clothes.

After the call connected, Jiang Yan's professional and gentle voice came through the receiver: "Mr. Jiang, is there anything you need me to prepare?"

"Three things," Jiang Jing said straightforwardly. "First, prepare the outfits for tomorrow night's charity gala for the three of us: me, you, and Li Xue. Li Xue is 171cm tall, measurements 90-60-90, and shoe size 37."

A faint sound of writing came from the other end of the line, and Jiang Yan's voice remained steady: "Understood, I have noted that down. Does Ms. Li have any preferences for the clothing style?"

"Elegant and tasteful will do." Jiang Jing thought for a moment and added, "Budget is unlimited, pick the best."

"Understood." A hint of a smile carried in Jiang Yan's voice. "What is the second thing?"

"Buy a business vehicle, a Bentley Mulsanne or a Mercedes-Maybach, the latest top-spec model. My supercars can't fit three people." Jiang Jing's fingers tapped lightly on the steering wheel. "The color should be black or dark blue, and the interior should have the best leather."

"I will complete the purchase this afternoon." Jiang Yan's reply was crisp and efficient. "The third thing?"

"I've transferred 50 million to you. Deduct the cost of the clothes and the car from that, and keep the rest as your operating funds." Jiang Jing glanced at the successful bank transfer notification on his phone. "Let me know if it's not enough."

There was a rare two-second silence on the other end of the line.

"Mr. Jiang..." For the first time, there was a fluctuation in Jiang Yan's voice. "This is too much. A top-spec business vehicle plus three evening gowns would be more than enough with 20 million."

"Five million of it is your bonus, just keep the rest for now." Jiang Jing said nonchalantly. "Handle whatever needs to be added to the villa as you see fit."

There was another brief silence.

"Thank you for your trust." Jiang Yan's voice returned to its professional tone, but there was a hint of warmth. "I will have the outfits delivered to you for inspection by 8 PM tonight, and the vehicle will be parked in the manor garage before 10 AM tomorrow."

[Jiang Yan Favorability +5] (Currently 19)

Hanging up the phone, Jiang Jing curled his lips slightly. Jiang Yan's favorability had been growing slowly; it seemed that appropriate material rewards were indeed effective. However, he also knew that for talent like Jiang Yan, money alone was far from enough.

Inside the girls' dormitory at Rongcheng University, Qin Shuang was practicing the fingering for the piano piece she was to perform that night in front of the mirror. Her slender fingers danced lightly on the desk, and the sunlight outside the window shone through the sheer curtains onto her delicate profile, outlining a soft silhouette.

"Shuangshuang, have you heard?" Her roommate, Zhang Xiao, suddenly pushed the door open, waving her phone. "That girl Zhou Wenying has really climbed up the social ladder!"

Qin Shuang's fingers paused slightly, but quickly resumed their fluid movement. "What social ladder?"

"The rich guy who drives the lamborghini veneno!" Zhang Xiao sat down on the edge of Qin Shuang's bed and handed her the phone. "Look at her Moments, she posted a house in Yunhai View Mansion, saying it was a gift from her boyfriend!"

Qin Shuang took the phone. On the screen was Zhou Wenying's latest Moments post—a nine-grid photo collage with a property purchase contract in the center, surrounded by luxury packaging boxes, captioned: "New home~ Thank you, honey!"

In the photo, Zhou Wenying was smiling brightly, and the Cartier diamond necklace around her neck sparkled under the lights.

Qin Shuang's fingertips tightened unconsciously. Yunhai View Mansion was one of the most top-tier luxury residences in Rong City; any unit there would cost tens of millions.

And that necklace, if she remembered correctly, was from Cartier's high-jewelry collection, worth at least several million.

"I heard that rich guy even bought Zhou Wenying three Hermès Birkin bags," Zhang Xiao continued gossiping, her eyes full of envy. "Her dorm mates say that the total value of what Zhou Wenying is wearing is almost ten million now."

Qin Shuang's chest suddenly felt tight. She and Zhou Wenying were both campus belles and were often compared to each other. But now, the girl who used to be on par with her had suddenly risen to a height she could hardly reach.

"Do you know who that rich guy is?" Qin Shuang tried to make her voice sound nonchalant.

Zhang Xiao lowered her voice mysteriously. "I heard Zhou Wenying calls that man 'Brother Jing'."

Qin Shuang's heart skipped a beat. Jiang Jing? The Jiang Jing who drove the ferrari sf90 to take her for a ride and promised to contact her again?

"That's impossible..." Qin Shuang said softly, more as if convincing herself. "Maybe it's just the same name..."

"What same name?" Zhang Xiao curled her lips. "Her roommate snuck a peek at Zhou Wenying's phone and saw a photo of the man. It's that handsome guy who drove the supercar to pick you up!"

Qin Shuang's fingers twisted the hem of her clothes unconsciously.

She remembered very clearly that when Jiang Jing dropped her off at the dorm that day, he did say he would ask her out again. But some time had passed, and he hadn't taken the initiative to ask her out, while Zhou Wenying...

"Shuangshuang, didn't you say he would definitely ask you out?" Zhang Xiao poked at the sore spot. "How come he turned around and found Zhou Wenying instead?"

The other two roommates, Wang Li and Chen Qian, also leaned in, their eyes sparkling with gossip.

"Yeah, at the time, someone swore up and down, 'I've seen plenty of these rich second-generation kids; he'll ask me out within three days.'"

Wang Li imitated Qin Shuang's tone, causing the other two to giggle.

Qin Shuang's face burned. She had indeed said that, and at the time, she was full of confidence, thinking Jiang Jing would be like her other pursuers, eager to ask her out. But reality had slapped her hard in the face.

"Maybe... he's just busy..." Qin Shuang defended weakly, feeling that even she couldn't stand by this excuse.

"Busy enough to have time to buy Zhou Wenying a house, a car, and jewelry?" Chen Qian sneered. "Shuangshuang, admit it, he never liked you at all."

This sentence stabbed into Qin Shuang's heart like a knife.

Since she was a child, she had always been the center of attention, surrounded by stars. When had she ever received such contempt? What made it even harder for her to accept was that she had lost to Zhou Wenying, a rival who was also a campus belle.

"But it's no wonder," Zhang Xiao looked at Qin Shuang, her tone subtle. "That figure of Zhou Wenying's, men can't walk away once they see it. Shuangshuang, although you are pretty, you're only pretty in the face... well, you know."

Qin Shuang subconsciously looked down at her relatively modest chest curve, and a nameless anger suddenly flared up. She stood up abruptly: "I'm going to practice the piano!"